The bright days of spring, the spring I thought would never come, are here, and we are outside enjoying them. My little ones are happy and healthy, my work is going well (my latest paper was accepted!), and the physical therapy is having an effect. (It hurts like crazy,but it’s working.) We’re spending days with friends and days outdoors. We’re picnicing for lunch and floating sticks in the creek until dusk. We’re making every minute count while the sun is still shining on our part of the world.
I am grateful.
Across this city, there’s another mom who’s not as lucky. She found out today that she and her son will be having quite a different summer than me and my boys. Today, she was diagnosed with cancer. Thyroid cancer. It’s not the kind that I had, and she has an incredible chance of recovery (90-plus percent after surgery and therapy!), but she is understandably devastated. She doesn’t know what lies ahead. She doesn’t even know what to ask for yet. But she has some friends, and one of them, a reader of this blog since the day I was diagnosed, has asked us to help. Jessica says:
the only thing she’s asked is that people consider supporting her business. Extraordinary time and she’s focused on making an honest living … if folks would think to buy their Mother’s Day gifts from Mary Ellen, it’d help another mom with cancer at a time when she could use the help.